i'd rather dance with you

Sunday, July 10, 2005

I wanna make you smile, whenever you're sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
Oh, all i wanna do, is grow old with you.
I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches,
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks.
Oh, it could be so nice, growin' old with you

I'll miss you, kiss you,
Give you my coat when you are cold,
need you, feed you
I'll even let you hold the remote control

So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink,
put you to bed when you've had too much to drink
Oh I could be the old who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you.

/Adam Sandler, I wanna grow old with you

Y bring on the bling
10:47 AM